1) The dollar chain
Puffed in hot air,
Sunday glides in
With a note of
search engine ,urging us
to heed to revered grandmother’s call
of reminder,picture ticking
often.
It is a polished grandfather teak wood
Cupboard, stacked up
with grand mother’s Curios,
On a Sunday Morning, a deliberate pry,
salvaging from
moth and dust.
Corrosion in corners.
A Heavy square
brass box,
Her storage of private
accessories,
Age and Time tightened
its lid,
Blissfully passing, age
has
also released her secrecy,
Her affection, that the dollar chain
be gifted to her grand
daughter ,
Her legacy , her
Blessings on me.
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